. please trust me. There may be another explanation for this. I can't tell you yet. Please trust me. Don't get too upset about this yet. It's possible...Elizabeth didn't even know she was pregnant and... I know this doesn't sound right, but there is no other way to express it... had nothing to do with it." She held up her hand to stop the questions. "Please. I can't tell you anything more right now. Just don't be too hard on her until we know more. And Patrick... if you decide to do DNA testing,. “I suppose so.” He sighed and finished his drink, then stood. “Well, if you’ll excuse me, I have an early start tomorrow. My people will be in touch, and we’ll have payment sorted soon enough.” He nodded a farewell to both me and Senator Moore, then left toward our VIP entrance.“I think that went rather well,” Moore commented. He raised his glass to me, and I smiled politely. “It still amazes me how accomplished you are, Miss Rochester. I was prepared to step in had the need arisen. But…” He. ‘The boys could use a little exercise. Don’t you worry, no one’s going to try to get into the convent with them around.’Or try to get out, either, I decided.Sister must have agreed, because she motioned to me and we silently slid the window closed; she ran down the blinds and pulled the drapes back into place.We sat down on the edge of her bed. My mind was into complete overload: bed, nun, nude. On the other hand: dogs, Sister Margaret, my parents. Should I have been. She scooted backwards up the bed to lie level with him,still not sure if she could believe his enjoyment ofwhat they had just done. But she noticed that his cockwas erect again, so at least it hadn’t put him off, andmaybe he really had liked doing it. He held out his arms to her and pulled her close,pressing their naked bodies together and running hishands slowly along the length of her back. She tiltedher head up for a kiss, forgetting until their tongueswere dancing together exactly.